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Saturday
Apr182015

Melissa Marr

Sometimes love means letting go when you want to hold on tighter.

And he smiled at her, truely smiled- wicked and lovely...

He looked good, like sin in a suit.

What does it mean when nightmares dream of peace? When shadows wish for light?

Just be you-strong and honest. The rest falls into place if you do that. It always has. It always will. Remember that. No matter what happens over the . . . centuries ahead of you, remember to be honest with yourself. And if you fail, forgive yourself. You'll make mistakes. The whole world is new, and they have so many more years in the then you.

Choose to be happy. It is what we have all done.

Talking won't change it. But sometimes it was what she wanted most, to tell someone; often, though, she just wanted to escape those horrid feelings, to escape herself, so there was no pain, no fear, no ugliness.

Mortals are such fragile things. Just tender feelings walking around exposed in their delicate shells...Easy to crush.

Life is too short to read books that I'm not enjoying.

Sometimes being human sucks.

Chase away sorrow by living.


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